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Flaubert, Gustave, 1821-1880

"Salammbo"

As all were guilty, every one
became quickly reassured; and by degrees they turned their backs on the
Suffet and came down again maddened with humiliation. For the second
time they recoiled before him. They remained standing for some time.
Several who had wounded their fingers put them to their mouths or rolled
them gently in the hem of their mantles, and they were about to depart
when Hamilcar heard these words:
"Why! it is a piece of delicacy to avoid distressing his daughter!"
A louder voice was raised:
"No doubt, since she takes her lovers from among the Mercenaries!"
At first he tottered, then his eye rapidly sought for Schahabarim. But
the priest of Tanith had alone remained in his place; and Hamilcar could
see only his lofty cap in the distance. All were sneering in his face.
In proportion as his anguish increased their joy redoubled, and those
who were behind shouted amid the hootings:
"He was seen coming out of her room!"
"One morning in the month of Tammouz!"
"It was the thief who stole the zaimph!"
"A very handsome man!"
"Taller than you!"
He snatched off the tiara, the ensign of his rank--his tiara with its
eight mystic rows, and with an emerald shell in the centre--and with
both hands and with all his strength dashed it to the ground; the golden
circles rebounded as they broke, and the pearls rang upon the pavement.


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